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Every Day
Every day I wake up before my alarm,
Telling myself that I’m late
Every day I rush to get dressed
Telling myself I don’t care about what others think of my clothes
Every day I make the decision to put on makeup or to not
Telling myself I look good either way
Every day I look in the mirror
Telling myself I am okay with the way I look, and that’s all that matters
Every day I put in my contacts
Telling myself I still look good in glasses
Every day I look at someone else
Telling myself I will never be as pretty
Every day I shake my head
Telling myself that everyone is beautiful in their own way
Every time I think I am not good enough
I have to tell myself I am.

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This is one of my most personal poems. I included this because I feel like a lot of people can relate to it. This poem is an accurate representation of what goes on in my brain while I do my daily routine. It expresses my self doubt and how I constantly have to reassure that my negative thoughts are not true. Self love is important, and it is something that I struggled with a lot in the past and sometimes still struggle today.
I chose an Every Day prompt. I fulfilled this by expressing the thoughts and actions that I confront everyday. It is also easy to infer that my writing has something to do with a daily routine. I end the poem with how everyone is beautiful in their own way and how when I feel like I am not good enough, I have to tell myself I am. I included this because it is true. Nobody is ugly, society is just judgemental. Whenever I feel like I am not good enough, at the end of the day I know it is not true, and I have just let society's toxic influences get in my head.